Feeling ever more asinine, Eric realized he was by some powers held in the ring he wore, he was indeed becoming as such a true to form male Ass.
Coarse thick fur swept over his bare human skin, enveloping him in a cloak he might need to wear for a lifetime.
His arousal continued, the flat tip flared into a bestial shaped nob, it made him think of it like a toilet plunger; he chuckling about it, wondering if it did work to help pull free some jennet eggs for him to fertilize.
The humor of that perverted thought did die quickly, Eric feeling rather woeful, knowingly he then understood his life and body were meant then for use by men to work and carry heavy burdens.
"No, Hee," Eric said, he working his thickening black lips to make and mouth the English words. Muttering, Eric looked down at the ring, it becoming covered in a bleeding slime that made a hand become a solid hoof.
He saw the ring, thinking that given time his hoof would grow, and with growing in time the ring would fall off of him, leaving him to carry on at being a male ass. Looking down at the ring, Eric thought of his lost loved youth and lifestyle, as he mouthed carefully the words, asking of the ring, "Please, make me then a stud male Ass, but only until I have spent a year in this crude body, then let me be free of it, and stand upright, being the real me!"
Speaking that much his lips dulled into things made for gathering food into a mouth and beast wanton of hunger, sex, and being lazy.